Friday, January 7, 2011

Clampdown

The voices in your head are callingStop wasting your time, there's nothing comingOnly a fool would think someone could save youThe men at the factory are old and cunningYou don't owe nothing, so boy get runnin'It's the best years of your life they want to steal

But, you grow up and you calm down andYou're working for the clampdownYou start wearing the blue and brown andYou're working for the clampdownSo you got someone to boss aroundIt makes you feel big nowYou drift until you brutalizeYou made your first kill now